"This is the place where the DJ zombie played the music."
Early the next morning, Fangzheng brought Li Mi and Hu Tao back to the red brick warehouse.
Perhaps because of the death of the DJ zombie or some other reason, the zombie army that had gathered here had completely disappeared. Therefore, this time, Fangzheng and the others did not need to waste any more time. They drove all the way to the entrance of the red brick warehouse, opened the door, and returned to the place where they fought with the DJ zombie.
"It's here … … .That's where that guy played the music."
Pushing the door open, Fangzheng was relieved to see that the interior had not changed at all. Fortunately, he didn't burn the whole place down in order to scare DJ Zombie. Otherwise, even if he wanted to find something, he probably wouldn't be able to find it.
"Do you have any impression of this place?"
"… … …."
Hearing Fangzheng's question, Hu Tao frowned and looked around, then slowly shook her head.
In fact, Fangzheng still had a lot of questions about Hu Tao. The girl had obviously died once. This was confirmed by Hu Tao herself, so there was no mistake about it. But the question was, how did she appear next to the DJ zombie after that? And judging from Hu Tao's appearance at that time, she was obviously acting as the DJ zombie's bodyguard. Not only that, there was also the matter of the chain around her neck …. Hu Tao herself did not remember, so Fangzheng naturally did not have an answer.
"Sometimes, I really envy Kuang San's Angel …."
Thinking of this, Fangzheng could not help but sigh in his heart. If Kuang San was here, she could directly use the "Bullet of Ten" from the Angel's "Keke Emperor" to shoot Hu Tao or the chain that bound Hu Tao. Then, she would immediately know everything that happened during that period of time.
Although Fangzheng and Kuang San both had the power to manipulate time, the characteristics of the two were different. Kuang San's "Keke Emperor" was a specialized skill. Her Angel only had 12 types of bullets, and it had to hit the target to take effect. But even so, in terms of usage, her ability was sometimes even more useful than Fangzheng's time manipulation. After all, the latter's time manipulation was too free, and sometimes he did not know how to use it properly.
For example, Fangzheng had developed his time ability for a long time, but he had only developed the first, second, and third swords, as well as Future Vision and Time Stop. In contrast, the 12 types of bullets in Kuang San's "Keke Emperor" were much more powerful than what Fangzheng had mastered.
Of course, on the other hand, Fangzheng's time manipulation did not need to hit the enemy with a bullet like Kuang San's, but could be used directly. This was his advantage. After all, in the Origin World, dodging bullets with one's body was considered a basic skill of the strong. No matter how powerful Kuang San's Angel was, it would be meaningless if it could not hit the target. From this point of view, Fangzheng's ability could be activated immediately as long as it entered his control range, so it was naturally more useful.
From this point of view, Kuang San's time ability was more suitable for support.
Fangzheng walked to the place where the zombie DJ was previously according to his memory. Sure enough, there was a sound system there. Judging from the layout of the hall, it seemed that before the outbreak of Resident Evil, a ball or something like that had been planned to be held here. But unfortunately, the event had obviously been stopped.
"It should be here …."
Perhaps the zombie DJ was in too much of a hurry, or maybe he was not conscious at all, but Fangzheng soon found a CD in a portable CD player placed next to him. But what puzzled him was that it was not a CD that could be sold on the interface as Fangzheng had imagined. Instead, it looked more like a CD that was recorded in private. There was no name on the cover, just a line of messy letters written with an oil pen. It looked like a name … but Fangzheng could not make out what the scribbles were about.
"Let's listen to this music then."
To be on the safe side, Fangzheng did not intend to take this thing back to the stronghold to play it. After all, according to Li Mi, these songs seemed to be mixed with a special frequency that only zombies could hear, and the range of the frequency was very wide. If Fangzheng played the song in the stronghold and attracted a large group of zombies to the stronghold, it would be troublesome.
This kind of thing was not unheard of in the natural world. For example, elephants or dolphins could make sound waves that human ears could not capture and communicate with each other across long distances. Perhaps the song of this CD was the same?
The portable CD player still had some power, so Fangzheng unplugged the stereo plug and pressed the play button. Soon, a series of cheerful tunes came from the speaker of the CD player.
"… What dreams do you long for? The story hidden in your heart … "
From Fangzheng's point of view, it sounded like an ordinary idol song. However, Hu Tao's body trembled as she nodded in excitement.
"That's it … that's the tune … I remember it very clearly … That's it!"
"Yes, I also heard this song … .Why do I feel like something is attracting me …."
Is there?
Fangzheng glanced at Li Mi and Hu Tao, then shrugged and looked at Blackie.
"Blackie, what about you?"
"Nope, I just think it's an ordinary song, but it's quite nice."
"So, Xia Shi, Cui, what do you think?"
Fangzheng turned to the others who contacted them through their personal terminals, but they all shook their heads.
"It's quite nice."
"But I don't feel anything special about it."
"Me too …."
And at this moment, Fangzheng saw Cui frown through the screen, revealing an expression of deep thought. At the same time, the pair of cat ears on her head suddenly twitched.
"Big brother Fangzheng … I have a strange feeling …."
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the song? "
Hearing Cui's answer, Fangzheng's spirit was lifted, but Cui shook her head.
"No, no, it's not the song, it's the singing …."
"The singing?"
"Yes."
Cui nodded. She hesitated for a moment before she said carefully.
"I have a feeling that this singing voice … is very similar to Sister Li Mi and Sister Hu Tao's voices."
"Very … similar?"
Fangzheng listened attentively once again, but he couldn't hear any similarities between their voices. However, Cui quickly gave him an answer.
"I'm not talking about the tone, I'm talking about the feeling …. The singing voice and the voices of Sister Hu Tao and Sister Li Mi both give me a lifeless feeling …."
"I see …."
Hearing this, Fangzheng finally understood what Cui meant. To Fangzheng, Li Mi and Hu Tao's voices were no different from those of ordinary people, but Cui was obviously different. This was understandable. One was a zombie, the other was a vampire. They were not living people, so it was normal for them to not feel like living people when they spoke.
But the question was, why did the singing in this CD give Cui the same feeling?
If this was not Cui's illusion, then there was probably a problem with the CD!
"Have any of you listened to this song before?"
Fangzheng and the rest only came to this world after the disaster broke out, so they were not very familiar with the popular music in this world, so they could only ask the locals for help.
But …
"I've never heard of similar songs because my father doesn't allow me to come into contact with them …."
As a young lady, Li Mi was obviously not allowed to get close to these "vulgar cultural products".
"I was preparing for the exam before this, so I didn't pay attention to pop music …."
Hu Tao, who was busy preparing for the exam, also did not have an answer. So the only thing left was the ancestral tablet.
"Hmm …. I think I've heard this song before …."
As expected, the ancestral tablet on the MDT gave Fangzheng a passable answer.
"Are you sure?"
"Hmm …. I remember it's some underground idol group …. Their name is … Mu's? No, that's not right … Backstreet Girl … I don't think so, hmm … Let me think, they're called something … Stinky? "
"….?"
"That's right!"
The ancestral tablet seemed to have thought of something and suddenly clapped its hands.
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